Dorian approached the last shop on the street his home was located in and he checked his reflection in the shop's glass fitting as he passed.Maybe part of the reason he kept on getting rejected was because of the blood stains still on him, and maybe he shouldn’t have started searching for a job immediately, but the timer was ticking and he had searched for the effects of liver loss on his way here. The system had assured him that nothing about the procedure of removing his liver would be painless or quick, and for some reason, he wholeheartedly believed the devil system.A job was a job, right? He didn’t have to get any major one just yet. What if the system turned out to be a flop and he failed there too?He wouldn’t be able to handle the surge of emotions that would come next.Instead, he had decided on this. He would get an easy job he knew nothing about. So far he had applied at a bakery, a tannery, and now he was here, a pizza shop.He didn’t know how to make pizza, but he coul
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